Graffitied words
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Ahh, graffiti. Such a great way to escape the worlds crap. Or that's what I'd like to think. So just imagine, there you are in a dimly lit alley way, letting your imagination spew across the brick wall. Your in your own world. You then step back to admire your work, when this happens
*click*
"Well hello princess. It's not nice to vandalize"
This is a story of where a girls life gets completely turned around... Literally
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